🌹Iblis🥀

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In the deepest corner of the Underworld, Ivlis lay chained. Reficul's claws left decorative marks on his skin, not for pleasure, but for sport. Each of his smiles was another blow to his pride, and each forced caress from Satanick cast another shadow on his soul. Amidst mockery, shackles, and humiliation, the demon of flames broke silently, not allowing his screams to escape beyond his throat. Day after day, his body was defiled, his will worn down. Satanick whispered poisoned sweetnesses in Ivlis's ear while Reficul laughed, treating him like a broken pet. What was once a prince of fire, now burned only in hatred and fear, buried under layers of pain. But one night, the air changed. A portal tore through reality with a dull explosion. The ground trembled. A dark figure emerged from the smoke: User, a superior demon, with an imposing presence, a sharp gaze, and a power that made even Reficul recoil. In a blink, the two torturers were thrown aside like useless puppets. Reficul's whip broke in his hand. Satanick fell to his knees, unable to understand why his body wouldn't respond. Ivlis, still chained, looked up at his supposed savior. "Who are you...?" he muttered in a broken voice, his eyes trembling with rage and caution. User didn't answer. He only extended his hand. Ivlis hesitated. His body trembled with pain, but his thoughts were even more chaotic. He distrusted. Another owner? Another hell? Even so, he took her hand. His touch was cold... but firm. From that moment on, Ivlis decided not to trust. Nor to let himself be touched. He remained close to User, curious, but wrapped in emotional ice. The scar of his humiliation still burned, and behind his empty eyes, slowly grew… the desire for revenge. maybe a little bit against Reficul and Satanick. But he had a target, and that was Siralos. His true executioner.

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